by Emily Pepka
Every single person I talked to told me the first year of raising
twins would be the hardest. If I could make it through the first year,
things would get so much better, they told me.
Well, I am here to tell you, those people were all
liars. I survived my first year just fine. There were challenges. There
were adjustments to be made. With 2 extremely premature babies, life was
pretty busy and hectic that first year. But you know what...if I put
the babies down, they stayed there. If I put them in a swing, they were
happy and content for even a few minutes. They woke up every few hours,
but they'd eat and go back to sleep.
And then they turned one. Soon after, they started
walking. And soon after that, they were running. And before I knew it, I
had 2 full blown toddlers. And let me tell you, TODDLERS are hard
work.
Doing the simplest tasks has become such a
challenge. I have to adjust and take into account the needs of not just
one, but two, opinionated and picky toddlers. Meals are mass chaos. I
can't even sit here quietly for 5 minutes typing up this blog post
without a kid climbing on my head, 20 little fingers to swat away from
the computer, and Yo Gabba Gabba blaring in the background because
someone figured out which button is the volume button (just mount your
TV as high as possible now, moms of multiples. You can thank me later).
I see pictures of friends with just one child,
sitting quietly and reading a book, or painting a picture. That never
happens at our house. I might sit quietly with one twin for a minute,
but soon enough, the other will require something different, or will
distract the quiet twin. Suddenly, a quiet moment turns into a crazy
fight over a truck. Please note, we have probably 4 of the exact same
truck. None of them are as good as this ONE truck though.
Now I'm sure there are similar challenges with
siblings, but with 2 different ages, I'm sure you don't have two naked
kids running around your house, peeing left and right while you try to
potty train them. And with that, I think I will potty train one at a
time. Let's start with my daughter. Then let's hope I have enough
patience left to potty train my son so he's not in diapers at 4.
All of that is hard. When they run in two different
directions at the park things get a little frantic. But our biggest
challenge yet is keeping the house safe and toddler proof. I have two
very bright children. I am very blessed. They are smarter than they look
though, and with one urging on the other, things very quickly get out
of control.
Example:
That
would be 2 children sitting on top of the kitchen counter after using
the oven to climb up. And why yes, my chairs ARE on my dining room table
in the background from a previous incident involving the chandelier. I
can't let my children out of sight for a second. I don't take showers
anymore. You don't have to sit too close to me, I understand. The knives
are now in a drawer that is locked and far out of their reach. The oven
is also now locked with a new lock that they haven't figure out. Yet.
Feel free to contact me for any tips on good locks for your drawers,
cabinets, and appliances. I have a lot of experience. When a vending
machine full of child proofing gear at a hospital gets you excited, you
know you have a problem. And the vending machine is at CHLA, for those
interested ;) and the locks and things are actually cheaper than you'll
find them at Babies R Us. I digress....
So let me be the honest one who tells you, the first
year is definitely not the hardest. I'm sorry if this is bad news for
everyone waking up with their newborn twins at 2am...and 4am....and 6am.
But while they are a challenge and make me want to rip out my hair
frequently, I wouldn't want it any other way. They make me laugh
constantly and have shown me the joys in all the little things in life.
They cheer for me every time I enter a room or do a dance (what a self
esteem boost!). They're each others best friends. And at the end of the
day, when they are finally asleep, while I'm lying there exhausted and
partially bald, I miss my crazy little twins and can't wait for the
adventures the next day has in store.
About the Author: Emily Pepka is a proud Air Force wife and mom of twins. Her boy/girl
twins were born in June 2011 at only 27 weeks. Her blog, Twice the
Miracle (http://twicethemiracle. blogspot.com)
documents her family's life through the NICU and beyond. In January
2013, Emily and her husband welcomed a full term healthy singleton baby
boy. The Pepka's are currently stationed at Los Angeles Air Force Base,
volunteer with the March of Dimes Family Teams Committee and are members
of the Beach Cities Parents of Multiples Association (www.twinsclub.org).
Loved reading this Emily, so funny!
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